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ktdragonborn · 6 months ago

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Another Spencer. (Chapter 1)

Carlton Lassiter X Female Reader (Shawn's Sister)

Summary: You finally moved back to California after almost 15 years away. When your mom and dad separated, your dad got Shawn and your mom took you. (Don't ask me why it's just what they agreed on). But now you're back! And you never expected to meet such a dashing Detective that would sweep you off your feet.

Characters: You, Carlton, Shawn and Gus, Juilet, Henry Spencer (dad), Madeleine Spencer (mom), Chief Karan Vick, mention of many other characters.

Warnings: None as of now! There will be smut and other graphic scenes as the story progresses.

~This story follows the show Psych. Plots from episodes are mentioned and some chapters will have you added to them. I do not own any characters from the TV Psych, just a big fan of the show and a bigger fan of our boy Lassie. I couldn't ever find something that hit my craving for Lassiter so here I am. This will also be a very long story. Very long. I'm starting it towards the end of Season 2 and plan on writing it throughout the whole show, skipping some episodes but in the end, it'll be very long.~

Please let me know what you think in the comments! This first chapter is kind of janky ngl, just wanted to try and establish the characters. But Lassie will the in the next chapter!

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Shawn and Gus were sitting in their office, scrolling through information for a case when Shawn finally remembered vital information he had forgotten to tell his best friend. “Oh, dude!” Shawn exclaimed and Gus looked up at him with a frown.

“Yeah, Shawn?”

“I forgot to tell you. (Y/n) is moving back to town.”

“Are you serious? When? Does she need help moving? Are you two still all weird?” Gus made a little gesture with his hands and Shawn rolled his eyes.

“No, we’ve been really good for the past year honestly. We call every week or at least try to, and text when we can. I think she’s here right now honestly, I know my dad was gonna help her move in.”

“Is she living with him?”

“No, she got a house near the beach I think.”

“Does she… you know,” Gus trailed off and raised his eyebrows at Shawn. “Yes, yes, she knows Gus of course she does. She’s my sister.”

“I just wanted to make sure,” Gus moved his head and went back to his research. There was a loud ringing that echoed in the office and Shawn grabbed his phone and had a big smile on his face. He answered and Gus tried to remember when he last saw Shawn happy to answer his phone.

“Hey, little sis!” Gus immediately understood and had a smile on his face too. You three had always been tight until you moved away with your mom in the divorce. Gus knew Shawn held some resentment towards you, leaving him alone with Henry, but Gus was happy that you two were friends again.

“At Dad's house? Why not yours?... Oh you know your cooking is fine…Ah, yeah Dad is better at steaks than you are…Sure tonight works, can Gus come?... Perfect, we'll see you tonight!” Shawn hung up the phone and looked at Gus with his arms stretched out. “Dinner tonight at my dad's with (Y/n)!” Gus pumped his arms in the air and they both celebrated in their office before another phone rang.

“It's Lassie, we gotta go!”

~I know, you know~

You hopped out of your car and adjusted your shirt before grabbing the desert you bought on your way over. You smiled as you looked at your dad’s house. Not much had changed. You walked up the path to the house and saw that the main door was open, with the screen door closed, letting the cool air from the sea. You heard noises of pots and pans coming from the kitchen as you entered your dad's house. It had been years since you set foot in here and when you did it felt like a blast to the past. There was slight humming coming from the kitchen and your smile got even wider. You hadn’t seen your dad this happy in years, and with catching up with Shawn now and then you know your dad has been the same grumpy man towards your brother. “Hello?” you called out as you walked into the kitchen and your dad spun around with a big smile.

“(Y/n)!” He exclaimed and walked over to you to hug you. You hugged him back with a laugh.

“You saw me earlier today Dad and you’re still this excited to see me?”

“I’m excited for a lot of reasons. Shawn and Gus come over all the time but I can’t remember the last time I had all three kids in my house for dinner.” You smiled as he pulled away and took the dessert away from you, putting it in the fridge.

“That’s a good point, it's been so long since I’ve seen Shawn and Gus too, I’m kind of nervous.”

“Nervous for what?” your Dad inquired while he spun around and leaned against the counter.

“I’m not sure exactly. I mean Shawn and I have been doing so well recently that I don’t want to mess us up again.”

“You know you did nothing to mess up your relationship with him. It was really just your mother and me. Once you and she left, Shawn became such a rebellious kid.”

“Well that and the fact that he had a cop for a dad doesn’t help,” you laughed and your dad laughed too.

“Don’t blame yourself, kid. You didn’t do anything wrong. Unfortunately, you and Shawn got pinned against each other in the divorce and that wasn’t fair to either of you.” You nodded along with what your dad was saying and stayed silent for a second to see if your brother had arrived yet.

“Dad…is it true that Mom left you?” Your dad looked a little sad at the memory but gave a gruff nod in response. “Shawn thinks you left her. I didn’t say anything because I figured you or Mom should tell him, but why didn’t you tell him?”

“He was already so angry, but I couldn’t let him be any angrier at your mom. In his eyes, she took you from me and him, I’m not sure what reason he thinks that was for but I can’t imagine it's good.”

“Thank you for protecting me and Mom,” you said in a small voice with a tiny smile on your lips.

“Anything for my girls,” your dad smiled and gave you another hug. “Now, help me set the table!”

~That I’m not tellin’ the Truth~

Shawn and Gus arrived right after your dad finished cooking the steaks. “Gus!!!!” you nearly squealed and ran up to him. He let out a high-pitched squeal right back at you and you both embraced in a huge hug. Gus wrapped his arms around you to pick you up and spin you once before putting you back down.

“I can’t believe you’re back! I wasn’t sure if I’d ever see you again!”

“Well even if I didn’t move back here I would’ve come to visit!”

“Uh huh, almost 15 years and you never came back to visit,” Gus said with a matter-of-fact attitude.

“Fair point, fair point, however, I was working on my degree so I couldn’t totally afford to travel.”

“Excuses, excuses,” Shawn said while shaking his head. You gave him a big goofy smile and he did the same. You two embraced in a much more tender hug than the one you just shared with Gus. You both held each other tight, before pulling away and smiling at each other.

“How are you, Shawn?”

“Better now that you’re back in California. Maybe you can help take some of the heat off of me from Dad.”

“I don’t know,” you laughed and started to walk to your seat at the table. “I don’t get into nearly as much shit as you do.”

“Yeah, you’ll see. Santa Barbara has something out for us ‘Spencers’.” You laughed and all sat down at the table while your dad brought the steaks over from the counter.

“I’m not even gonna let you guys ask about me,” you stated as you filled your plate with the sides of tonight's dinner. “Tell me all about this Psych business.”

“Oh, I’m not sure-” Gus started, taking a big bite of his food. “After all, you’re the one who's been gone.”

“Exactly! And I’m back now so you’ll have plenty of time to hear how my life in Colorado was. After Shawn would tell me about a case you guys had I would try so hard to find somewhere I could read about it but it never really worked.”

“Fine, but we need to hear about you too.”

“I swear, I’ll tell you some stuff, but my life has not been nearly as exciting as your guys.”

“Why do you say that?” Shawn asked. He had known about your accomplishments and was shocked you were downplaying them so much.

“I mean all I did was graduate high school, graduate college, get my Master’s degree and I started my own practice after receiving my Doctorate.”

“And you’re only 26 right now!” Shawn exclaimed and Gus raised his eyebrows and nodded in agreement.

“That is pretty impressive.”

“Well when you’re doing the same thing as your mom, she tends to have some pointers about how to get things done quickly.”

“How is Mom?” Shawn asked and you shifted your eyes to your dad, who had been very quiet since dinner started. You assumed he just wanted to watch and listen to all three of his kids talk and get along. You knew the side of Shawn that was showing right now was not something your dad saw often. Your dad’s eye shot to yours and he smiled a little when he saw you looking at him.

“She’s good!” You continued, taking the smile as a ‘go ahead’. “She’s kicking ass in her own practice. She’s actually started traveling all over, performing psych evals on current and new law enforcement officers. She inspired me to do the same. So, although I have my own practice, once or twice a week, I’ll go around, not just to law enforcement, but to any business that wants to do psych evals on their staff.”

“Look at us! Two siblings who created their own businesses,” Shawn said excitedly and looked around the table. Gus shook his head and swallowed his food.

“Shawn, I love what we created, but it’s not nearly as impressive as your 26-year-old sister. We’re both 30-year-olds running a made-up business.”

“It is not made up!” Shawn declared and put his hands on the table. “We solve very real cases and earn very real money.”

“Sounds real to me,” you defended as you took a bite of food. “Best cases, go!”

“Solved a murder at the spelling bee.”

“Oh, we helped a guy with multiple personality disorder. If he’s still in town you may wanna talk to him. One of his personalities was trying to get gender reassignment surgery without the main personality knowing. And the other personality didn’t like that and started killing all the psychiatrists they went to,” Gus said as he pointed his fork at you.

“Yeah, that’s exactly what I wanna hear after you tell me to talk to someone,” you replied sarcastically.

“We had an alien abduction case where a married couple was drugging and stealing from single men who went to a speed dating thing at a bar.”

“Where did the alien abduction come from?”

“That’s what all the victims said happened to them. They used some powerful drugs,” Gus explained. His eyebrows shot up when he remembered another case. “(Y/n), do you remember Scary Sherry?”

“Yeah, the lady who jumped out of the window of the asylum?”

“We had a case that involved that!”

“Yeah, some sorority girls accidentally scared a girl and she fell out that same window,” Shawn continued. “The dead girl's adopted sister went on a killing spree. Almost killed one of the detectives of the Santa Barbra Police Department because she was undercover.”

“Wow. All over some some prank because of an urban legend?” Your dad finally laughed and spoke up.

“These two numbskulls weren’t supposed to watch what happened. And technically they didn’t. They saw Sherry in the window and then when they opened their eyes she was gone. I was able to grab her and pull her back into the building before she jumped.” You looked at Shawn and Gus slackjawed.

“You’re telling me, you two started an urban legend?”

“That’s exactly what we did,” Gus said, very proud of himself. Shawn smirked before going back to their cases.

“I unearthed a T-Rex skull.”

“We, unearthed a T-Rex skull,” Gus corrected and you laughed.

“Like an actual full T-Rex skull?”

“Yeah, it's in the museum right now actually. I’ll have to take you to see it someday.”

“Before that, we made it to the finals on American Duos. We were Nigel St. Nigel’s bodyguards. He was the target of multiple assassination attempts.”

“Was he as much of a dick in real life as he is on the show?”

“Yes,” all three men at the table chimed in and you all laughed.

“I don’t know if I’ve ever seen all three of you agree on something. He must’ve been a real pain.”

“He also scored us poorly on what should have been the winning Duo of the season.” You could tell Gus was definitely still angry about that.

“We helped prove Jimmy Nichols's innocence in a murder case too,” Shawn added.

“You mean he didn’t actually kill someone? That’s out of character for him.”

“Hes a jockey too. Didn’t grow at all after middle school.”

“There was also that ring of thieves with the nanny cover. We found that because the Chief of the SBPD just had a baby and needed a full-time nanny.”

“The Chief hired you for that?”

“Yeah, it was supposed to be easy but Shawn had to read into everything like always.”

“And look what I got us, an organization that would rob people's houses by using their security cameras that come with the nannies.”

“That is pretty intense, I won’t lie,” you said and stood up, taking everyone's plates from them and cleaning up the dishes. Your dad got up to help you while Shawn and Gus kept talking about their cases.

“Dad was also a part of a creepy secret lodge. He didn’t want us involved but someone was murdered with the slightest venom of a snake from Brazil. The venom was put in the weird masks they had to wear.”

“Dad you were in a secret club?” You questioned and watched him frown as he grabbed the dessert you brought and started plating up the food.

“Yes, I was, but I wasn’t in it for long. Too many politics.”

“I love that for you. Your own secret club,” you laughed and took the plates of dessert back to the table.

“Those aren’t all of the cases we’ve solved though. Just the most memorable ones as of now.”

“Well I’m glad Psych is doing so well,” you smiled and ate some dessert. “If you guys ever need help just let me know, I’ll be happy to help. Especially right now, I don’t have as many clients as I did in Colorado just yet.”

“You know the SBPD might be hiring for a head psychiatrist position. We could put in a good word for you if you want,” Shawn offered and smiled at you.

“I’ll have to think about it for sure. Once you are your own boss, it's hard to go back to regular work.”

Everyone agreed with you and focused on their dessert. You and Shawn started reminiscing on old times and Gus and your dad would chime in every now and again. You were a big family again, and it was almost as if you hadn’t been gone for the past 14 years. And that’s exactly how you wanted it to be.

Chapter 2.

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bigfootsboytoy · 9 months ago

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I don't need to write Shassie smut. I don't need to write Shassie smut. I don't need to write Shassie smut. I don't need to write Shassie smut. I don't need to write Shassie smut. I don't need to write Shassie smut. I don't need to write-

#Im having impulse control issues #I dont even know what Id write I just think lassie deserves to bang Shawn. as a treat #shawn spencer #carlton lassiter #psych #smut #fanfiction

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lassie-farce · 11 months ago

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I guess the recent police picnic got a bit more steamy than expected, when Lassie meets two newer SBPD recruits…

Btw Lassie’s trans in this one idk i don’t make the rules

Full fanart under cut

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nexusplane · 3 months ago

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Nexus Plane Masterlist

╰┈➤✮ Squid Game

↳ Cho Sangwoo

Nobody Calls for Us Anymore - Sangwoo x Gi-Hun SFW, Angst

Just a Cigarette - Sangwoo x Gi-Hun SFW, Angst

Tutor - Sangwoo x Gi-Hun SFW, Slight Angst

↳ Hwang In-Ho

Joining the Games - In-Ho x Gi-Hun, SFW

↳ Seong Gi-Hun

Horseplay - Gi-Hun x In-Ho, NSFW

Helping Our Hero - (Ao3) Gi-Hun x In-Ho, NSFW

↳ Cho Hyun-Ju

Flower Among Weeds - Hyun-Ju x Young-Mi, NSFW, Some Angst

↳ Park Min-Su

And They Were Roommates... - Min-Su x Nam-Gyu x Su-Bong/Thanos, NSFW

↳ Nam-Gyu

How Much He Can Take - Nam-Gyu x Min-Su x Su-Bong, NSFW

↳ Su-Bong/Thanos

Thangyi Hate Sex Request - Su-bong/Thanos x Myung-gi, NSFW

↳ Jang Deok-Su

The Doctor and The Patient - Deok-Su x Byeong-gi, NSFW

Doctor, Diagnose Me - Deok-Su x Byeong-gi, NSFW

Resident & Intern - Deok-Su x Byeong-gi, NSFW

↳ Byeong-gi

Byeong-gi's Private Practice - (Ao3) Byeong-gi x Reader, NSFW

↳ The Recruiter

Hit Me - The Recruiter x Junhee, NSFW not smut

╰┈➤✮ Life Is Strange

↳ Alex Chen

Night Light - Alex x Steph, SFW, Angst

╰┈➤✮ I Saw The TV Glow

↳ Isabel / Owen

Reunited - Isabel x Tara, SFW

╰┈➤✮ Psych

↳ Carlton Lassiter

Impromptu Date - Lassiter x Reader, SFW

Boyfriend? - Lassiter x Reader, SFW

╰┈➤✮ Death Note

↳ Light Yagami

Taking Out the Trash - Light x Reader, SFW

#squid game #fanfic #masterlist #life is strange true colors #psych #psych 2006 #death note

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cintasfics · 7 months ago

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Leave It On

pairing: carlton lassiter x oc

wc: 1.6k

summary: while things are getting heated between the couple, lassiter finds out that marley has a certain appreciation for an aspect of his uniform

warnings: implied smut

a/n: i’m sure I’m not the only one who froths at Lassiter when he has his jacket off and sleeves rolled up (especially when he’s wearing his holster and sunglasses 🥵) so this is for those who feel the same way <3

The bedroom door was pushed open by Carlton’s shoulder, his hands busy supporting Marley as she held herself to him with her arms over his shoulders and her legs around his waist. What had begun as a simple after-work greeting in the living room had quickly escalated to a heated make-out session on the couch.

After the removal of her shirt and his tie and jacket, Marley had suggested they move to the bedroom between kisses. Not wanting to part with her, Carlton had tightened his grip on her rear and stood up with her in his arms, forcing her to wrap herself around him in surprise at the sudden movement.

He made his way across the room and lowered them down onto the bed, only parting his lips from hers as he leaned back on his knees above her to remove his holster.

'Wait,' came Marley's breathless command as she reached to stop his hands with her own.

'What's the matter, is something wrong?' came Lassiter's equally breathless question, afraid he'd done something to ruin the moment.

'No! Nothing’s wrong, I just...' her words trailed off as she broke eye contact, biting her lip as she turned her head to the side.

'Hey,' he reached out and cupped her cheek in the palm of his hand, turning her head back towards him to meet his eye as his thumb gently stroked her cheek, 'talk to me.'

She bit her lip, and he could see the apprehension in her eyes as she tried to work up the courage to say what she was thinking.

'Do you promise not to laugh at me?'

'Baby of course I won't laugh at you, you can tell me anything,’ he was almost offended by the idea that he would laugh at her during such an intimate moment. Sure, she had gotten a laugh or two out of him before in the bedroom, but that was when she was actively trying to mess with him, not when she was having a moment of vulnerability.

'Okay, well, I just-' she pursed her lips, glancing away for a second before returning to meet his worried gaze, 'would you mind if, I mean would it be okay if you... left the holster on?'

It took Lassiter a moment to process her words, he didn’t know what he was expecting her to say but it wasn’t that. She wanted him to leave his clothes, namely his holster, on while they had sex?

His lack of response starting to make her fear the worst, Marley started trying to backtrack.

'It was just an idea! I completely understand you not wanting to bring work into the bedroom, I've just always thought you looked so hot in it so I thought- it's fine, just forget I said anything!'

Lassiter remained kneeling over her, his knees on either side of her thighs as he took in this new information. It was a bit hard to think with a good percentage of his blood having already made its way south, but as he took a moment to jumpstart his brain, he was able to think back to the times in the past he had forgone a jacket around her, his holster out in the open. Now that he knew what to look for, he realised that on those occasions she had acted a bit strange around him, though the reason had eluded him at the time.

'You think it's hot?'

His question made her pause. Her plan for how she was going to escape from under him, pack her bags, and get the hell out of dodge after embarrassing herself like that was put aside so she could answer him.

'Well, yeah. I mean, I don't know what it is but whenever I see you in it my brain stops working. I don't know how many times Juliet's had to nudge me to get me to focus when you're like that, especially when you have your sleeves rolled up as well, like, wow.'

It was his turn to feel a bit bashful, not used to receiving such open praise. His cheeks gaining a red hue from their rising temperature.

'I didn't realise it had such an effect on you,' he coughed out, trying to hide his embarrassment.

She scoffed at his comment, 'you'd be the only one. The guys love to tease me about it, the bastards. Funniest thing in the world to them.' Her own embarrassment faded in favour of her annoyance at the thought of the two jackasses she called friends.

Still mulling it over, Carlton came to the conclusion that he liked the idea. He would never admit it out loud, but the holster did make him feel good about himself. Something about it making him feel manly, like he was in one of those old-school noir detective movies, that he was untouchable. It was certainly flattering to hear that she had been thinking about this for a while, something he had never really given a second thought to before this moment.

'It's alright with me, if you're sure.'

His comment brought her back from her stewing over the boys teasing. Her eyes lit up, though she kept her tone level, 'I am. But don't feel like you have to do this, I did kind of just spring it on you.'

He was becoming more eager the more he thought about it, ‘trust me. It's more than okay with me.'

'Alright then,' feeling her confidence coming back and excited for what was to come, she reached up to thread her fingers through the hair on the back of his head, leading his lips back down to hers, purring out before they connected ‘what you say goes, detective.’

Fuck. There goes the rest of his blood. For all her talk of not wanting to bring work into the bedroom, the minx had no problem using his title to stir him up.

~}i{~

They lay in bed afterwards, Marley lying on his bare chest. His shirt and holster gone to make their reclining more comfortable.

'Any other little fantasies I should know about?'

‘Wouldn't you like to know.'

'I would, actually. Considering they concern me.'

'Hmm, is that what you think?'

Though he knew she was teasing, the idea that she even entertained thoughts about other people bothered him. The possessiveness he felt over her rearing its ugly head.

'Well I should hope so.'

Noticing the slight edge to his voice, but knowing he wasn't truly upset, she decided to try another method of teasing. One that had a track record of turning him into a pile of mush.

'Oh baby, of course they involve you,' she peppered kisses along the underside of his jaw, 'there's no one else I'd rather be with! Besides, part of me is worried that if you knew how much I truly liked you I'd scare you off.'

Her teasing had it’s intended result, the man practically melting under her attention, but her words about scaring him off kept him present, ‘impossible. Do you know how long it took for me to find you? For us to finally get together? I hate to be the one to tell you this, but you're stuck with me.'

'Hmm I don't know, I think it's the other way 'round. If I had to go back out there and find someone new, I think I'd just throw in the towel and join a nunnery.'

Though the idea of her in a habit was amusing, it just didn’t seem right to him, 'I don't see that happening. You'd be a horrible nun.'

'I beg your pardon? I'd be a great nun!'

'Oh really? You curse like a sailor, love sleeping in, and despise strict rules and routines,’ he couldn’t hold back the teasing smirk and coy look that appeared on his face for his next argument, ‘plus you always take the Lord’s name in vain, five minutes ago being the perfect example.'

She couldn't argue with his first three points, but the last one made her slap his chest. The cheek of this man!

'Oh be quiet! It’s not like I heard you complaining. Besides, I think I’d join one of those monasteries out in the countryside, where I can tend to the farm animals and spend time in the garden alone and at peace with no one to offended with my un-Christlike behaviour.’

‘I hate to break it to you, but you don’t exactly have a green thumb either. You’d be locked inside where you couldn’t kill any of the plants.’

‘For Christ’s sake, can you not just let me dream?’ she rolled away from him, landing back on her pillow with a huff.

‘And there we go again with the Lord’s name in vain.’

Done with his teasing and lack of support for her dreams of what could be, as unrealistic as they might be, she sat up and smacked him with her pillow.

‘Alright alright, I’m sorry! You’d be a fantastic nun, they would be lucky to have you tending to their fields,’ he placated her with a laugh.

‘Thank you. That’s all I wanted to hear.’

‘I can’t support the idea though. It would be a great loss to society to have you hidden away on some farm.’

‘Hmm, you’re right. I’d miss Juliet too much. And who would stop the boys from killing themselves in some kind of freak accident?’

He took a moment to consider her words, finding the picture she painted quite appealing, ‘you know what, maybe it wouldn’t be such a loss to society after all.’

#carlton lassiter x oc #carlton lassiter fic #carlton lassiter imagine #psych fic #psych x oc #marley williams #psych #mine

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ao3feed-psych · 3 months ago

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Hey There (Read My Lips)

by genesisexorcistleviathan Inspired by tumblr user thanapeiro's post about the look on Lassiter's face the first time he sees Shawn after the pilot: ‘i don’t care what you tell me that is NOT a look of “why in gods name does this man still exist i need to smite him.” that is a pure “we ‘met up’ last night and you said we’d never see each other ever again” kind of fear’ Shawn tries to reassure Lassiter that this is fine. He can have a little hatesex as a treat. (Not part of the Semantics series timeline.) Words: 1120, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Psych (TV 2006) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Carlton Lassiter, Shawn Spencer Relationships: Carlton Lassiter/Shawn Spencer Additional Tags: Carlton Lassiter Regrets His Choices, Bad Decisions, Hatesex, Bisexual Shawn Spencer, No Smut, just aftermath, One Shot via https://ift.tt/VblmtYv

#ifttt #ao3feed #fanfic #psych #psych 2006 #psych usa

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luciadiosa · 4 years ago

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Its always you - Part 6 May I?

Trigger Warning: Smut! ( I tried to write it neutral)

Part 5

Pierre put an arm around you in the cool night and you continued to talk about all kinds of things. It made it easy to open, even if it only scratches the surface. You could say it was nice to be with him.

It was just as easy and pleasant when you didn't let the day end at the hotel room door. “You’re stareing again. May I?” He asks quietly after you looked each other in the eye for a while but didn't say goodbye.

"Absolutely.", You breath when his lips immediately meet yours and you can feel the wall in your back. He puts a hand on the back of your neck, and then kisses the side of your neck.

You open the door with the key card, break the kiss and pulls him on his shirt in the room. He closes the door behind him, not taking his eyes of you as you walk into the room. Like a predator laying eyes on his prey he watches you slide his jacket on the ground. His expensive jacket.

“Pick it up.” He orders you and comes a little bit closer, loosening his necktie.

You grin: “And if not? What will you do?” A little second of silence. “Punish me?”

The little smile which signalizes you he has made up a plan. He sit down on the armchair. “Undress yourself. Slowly.” You likes him commanding what to do and you do what he commands. Slowly you take off all your clothes, till nothing left. Pierre watched every step of it with contentedness. He looks at you like on a painting. Trying to imprint every inch of your body. Every curve and uniqueness.

You slowly approaches him. He pulls you on your hip on his lap, Laying one arm around your hip.

His eyes rush over your body, till they reach your face. His free hand strike on your thigh gently to your hip and then to your center of desire.

The art thief watches you as he begins to touch you there. He watches closely every twitch on your face and smiles. He knows what he is doing and soon, you managed to unbutton his shirt. Your hand reaches his beautiful hair. You closed your yes, trying to focus on the pleasure he brings you just with his fingers and hand. You feel his cock bouncing in his trousers.

He stops and trace your body upwards. His full hand lay on the side of your neck, then he strikes to your back and relocate his body to lift you up and carry you to the bed.

After he let you down and remove his clothes, he lay himself over you and didn’t hesitate to enter you. Panting he pushes hard in you. Your fingers scratches over his back without leaving any marks on him.

After some minutes, he leans to your ear. “Turn around.” He whispers. You do it and feel his big cock in you again. Deep he fills you up. You moan loudly as he starts to move. Your finger grabs into the sheets and you close your eyes. You hear his moans and you try to synchronize your movement with his.

His fingers digging in your flesh on your hip. Under pleasure you

Push you up, to just kneel and feel his body. He starts to kiss your neck. With one hand you reaches on of his and entangle them. Pierre put his arm around your upper body part and then carefully bring you down with him. Laying on your side, he stills in you.

He grabs your face, turning it to him, so he can kiss it while he starts again pushing himself in you.

Your sweet sounds ringing in his ears. Like a beautiful symphony and you seem perfect to him, with every little mistake and scratch on the surface.

“Y/N…” he moans in the kiss. His tongue plays with yours. Rough and full of passion. Harshly he grab on your hips to thrust even harder and deeper in you. Your bodies already shine of the sweat and it seams like an endless night, because he really exhaust every second and he determine when you both will have your climax.

Part 7

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ao3feed-destiel · 6 years ago

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Tales of the City

Read it on AO3 here!http://bit.ly/2Zp0Fht

by Robin Lee (maydaysmusings)

Who? A ragtag team of misfits When? 2019 Where? San Francisco, California

This story is inspired by the Netflix adaptation of Tales of the City, hence the title, with elements borrowed from the mini-series.

No copyright infringement intended.

Words: 885, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Supernatural, House M.D., Psych, Galavant (TV), Criminal Minds (US TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con, Underage

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

Characters: Gabriel (Supernatural), Sam Winchester, Castiel, Dean Winchester, Amelia Novak, Shawn Spencer, Spencer Reid, Derek Morgan, Burton 'Gus' Guster, Penelope Garcia, Charlie Bradbury, Meg Masters, Carlton Lassiter, Greg House, James Wilson (House M.D.), Benny Lafitte, Garth Fitzgerald IV, Balthazar (Supernatural), Emily Prentiss, Gareth (Galavant), Richard (Galavant), Ellen Harvelle, Bobby Singer, Jo Harvelle, John Winchester (mentioned only), Mary Winchester (Mentioned Only), Chuck Shurley, Becky Rosen, Anna Milton, Henry Spencer, Madeleine Spencer, Original Male Character(s), Original Female Character(s), Jessica Moore (mentioned only), Ruby (Mentioned Only), Lisa Braeden (mentioned only), Diana Reid, Danny Wilson

Relationships: Gabriel/Sam Winchester, Castiel/Dean Winchester, Past Castiel/Amelia Novak - Relationship, Spencer Reid/Original Female Character(s), Penelope Garcia/Charlie Bradbury, Carlton Lassiter/Shawn Spencer, Greg House/James Wilson, Balthazar/Emily Prentiss, Gareth/Richard (Galavant), Meg Masters/Original Male Character(s), Garth Fitzgerald IV/Benny Lafitte, Derek Morgan/Burton 'Gus' Guster, Jo Harvelle/Anna Milton, Ellen Harvelle/Bobby Singer, Past Chuck Shurley/Original Female Character(s), Becky Rosen/Chuck Shurley, Past Henry Spencer/Madeleine Spencer, Past Gabriel/Original Male Character(s), Past Sam Winchester/Jessica Moore, past Sam Winchester/Ruby, past Dean Winchester/Lisa Braeden

Additional Tags: Angst, Crossover, Violence, Aftermath of Violence, Past Violence, Fluff, Smut, Humor, Historical References, LGBTQ Themes, LGBTQ Character, Hate Crimes, Hate Speech, Sex, Alternate Universe, Trans Character, Kink, Explicit Sexual Content, Past Sexual Abuse, Past Domestic Violence, Past Relationship(s), Past Abuse, Past Rape/Non-con, Past Character Death, Past Torture, Past Drug Addiction, Drug Use, Past Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism

Link: http://bit.ly/2Zp0Fht

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ao3feed-galavant · 6 years ago

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Tales of the City

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2Zp0Fht

by Robin Lee (maydaysmusings)

Who? A ragtag team of misfits When? 2019 Where? San Francisco, California

This story is inspired by the Netflix adaptation of Tales of the City, hence the title, with elements borrowed from the mini-series.

No copyright infringement intended.

Words: 265, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Supernatural, House M.D., Psych, Galavant (TV), Criminal Minds (US TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con, Underage

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2Zp0Fht

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #galavant

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ktdragonborn · 3 months ago

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Another Spencer. (Chapter 4)

Carlton Lassiter X Female Reader (Shawn's Sister)

Characters: You, Carlton, Shawn and Gus, Juilet, Henry Spencer (dad), Madeleine Spencer (mom), Chief Karan Vick, mention of many other characters.

Warnings: None as of now! There will be smut and other graphic scenes as the story progresses.

Please let me know what you think in the comments! Let me know if you wanna be added to the tag list too!

Spoilers for Gus and Shawn of the Dead!

Chapter 3

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You walked into the museum with Gus and Shawn. You hadn’t been here in such a long time, so much has changed. You followed the two men aimlessly and bumped into Shawn when he stopped walking. “Here it is!” he exclaimed and pointed to the giant T-Rex skull on display.

“This is the one you guys found?”

“Sure is!” Shawn beamed and you smiled, admiring the giant skull.

“Paleo-sluth Shawn Spencer?” Gus questioned and you looked over to the plaque describing the T-Rex. It had a picture of Shawn but nothing of note for Gus. Well except for tiny letters that said “picture by Bruton Gaster”.

“I know,” Shawn sighed.

“I dug that thing up too.”

“Gus, I know. I was appalled myself at first- sickened really. But then I noticed, look, they didn’t totally forget you.”

“Where?” Gus questioned and you started to laugh when you looked where Shawn was pointing.

“At least they got your name right,” you joked and Gus glared at you.

“Well, when I gave them the info I was driving through a tunnel.”

“I want a new plaque, Shawn,” Gus started and looked at your brother, “I want it tomorrow. I want my name in big yellow letters that blink.” Shawn lifted his hands above his head and flashed his fingers to symbolize the lights. You rolled your eyes and laughed, turning to see a woman approaching you. “And why won’t you tell me what this museum case is about?” You heard Gus ask and the female started talking.

“Gentleman, and ma’am. Thank you for coming. Mr. Spencer,” the woman said and shook your brother's hand, “very good to see you again. And you must be Mr. Gastor.”

“Guster, Burton Guster,” Gus said sternly and shook the lady’s hand.

“Mr. Guster,” she nodded in understanding. “And you?” she offered, looking at you and shaking your hand.

“(Y/n) (L/n). I’m Shawn’s sister.”

“Nice to meet you,” she responded and gave you a soft smile.

“I was just giving Gasty and my sister here all the specifics,” your brother interjected. You frowned because you and Gus knew nothing about the case.

“Yes, well the exhibit just opened yesterday without a hitch. Then the alarm went off at 3:00 AM.”

“I was here at 5:00 AM,” Shawn said, smiling at you and Gus. You mentally checked that with Carlton’s story, knowing he had to deal with your brother in the early hours.

“You were not.”

“I was, I was working.”

“Doing what?” Gus frowned.

“It was that private case I told you and (Y/n). Look, I don’t think we should bore Ms. Bridgewell here with the complexities of our cases.” Gus and Shawn started to argue about chasing a cheating boyfriend and you looked at who you now knew at Ms. Bridgewell.

“I’m sorry about them, this arguing is a theme. They’re like an old married couple,” you laughed and she laughed too, giving you an understanding smile.

“I’m sure you’ve grown up with it?”

“Oh, it was constant when we were kids.”

“Anyway,” Shawn started, “Shall we continue?”

“Of course,” Ms. Bridgewell said and began to walk away, leading you to the exhibit. You noticed right away how Gus was on edge when you entered the mummy room. You stopped and looked at him.

“Still won’t break the seal?”

“I am not getting haunted today, (Y/n),” Gus shook his head and stood his ground.

“Shawn,” you called out to your brother as he was too engrossed with Bridgewell to see his best friend. You watched Shawn and Bridgewell turn to look at you and Gus.

“Come on dude, I thought this was over in the sixth grade.”

“What’s wrong?” Ms. Bridgewell asked, very concerned about Guster.

“He won’t break the plane of the mummy room,” Shawn explained. “He’s afraid of being cursed.”

“He’s not that far off,” Ms. Bridgewell agreed.

“Please don’t coddle him.”

“Fact: all those guys that unearthed Tut’s tomb- cursed. They’re all dead now.”

“Gus, of course they are, that was ages ago now,” you countered and he turned his nose up at you. “I’m gonna support you Gus but just have better sources to back you up.”

“Talk all you want, but the side of facts and logic wins.”

“Facts and logic are in the corner of the guy who thinks he’s gonna get his face melted off?”

“I’m not hearing it, Shawn,” Gus said and turned away from the three of you. You sighed and started to walk over to Gus.

“Well you wanted to check the cameras, right?” Ms. Bridgewell asked and Shawn let out a defeated sigh.

“Will you set foot in the security camera room?” Shawn asked and Gus stepped back and moved his hands in a sort of “lead the way” motion. You chuckled slightly and Shawn walked over to you two. You started following Gus and Ms. Bridgewell led you to the security room.

“Here it is, you have access to all the cameras currently, but the footage from the night of the disappearance has already been moved to discs which we don’t have a way to actively watch here.”

“It's alright, we have the copies of the footage at our office,” you offered and Gus sat down in the chair. Bridgewell excused herself and the two men started looking at the cameras.

“This system is better than I thought,” Shawn started to say. “If you make it out of one room you get picked up in the next one immediately.”

“Yeah,” Gus agreed and frowned at the screens. You hoisted yourself up on the desk and turned so you could see the monitors.

“I’m gonna try to beat the system,” Shawn said and stood up, beginning to walk out of the room.

“All I gotta do is sit here? Fine.”

“We’ll communicate on the phone so give me a call,” Shawn bumped Gus’s shoulder as he left the room and Gus was quick to stop him.

“No. You call me, or have (Y/n) do it.”

“I can’t do it,” you defended, “I need to keep my phone available for possible client calls.”

“Well this is my work phone,” Gus countered at you and looked back at Shawn. “I’m not paying for those minutes.”

“Gus, it’s usage minutes. It doesn’t matter which one of us makes the call.”

“Just call me,” Gus said sternly and Shawn sighed and left the room. You laughed and then Shawn walked back into the room.

“I’m sorry I just can’t get over this, it’s a monthly plan-” Shawn started and you cut him off.

“We’ll talk about it later,” you laughed and turned your attention to the screens. You and Gus spent about all day watching and finding Shawn on the screens. You were both able to spot him easily. Your phone started ringing quickly after Gus’ died. You expected it to be Shawn but it wasn’t. It was your mom. You were shocked, you thought she was still out of the country. “I gotta take this Gus, I’ll meet up with you guys later, okay?”

“Sure thing, (Y/n). See you later.” You walked out of the room and bumped into Shawn.

“Where are you going?”

“I gotta take this phone call, I told Gus I’d meet up with you guys later. It's late too, meet tomorrow at Psych?”

“Who’s calling?” Shawn asked and tried to look at your phone.

“It’s dad,” you lied quickly. “I’m sure he just wants to grab a bite to eat or something. Keep me updated with everything,” you said and kissed your brother on the cheek. Be safe.”

“You too, sis. See you tomorrow.”

You walked out of the museum and answered your phone on the last ring. “Hello?”

“(Y/n), what took so long?”

“Sorry, mom. I was with Shawn and Gus. I had to go outside before I could answer.”

“Why is that?”

“Mom, it's been so long since you and Shawn talked. I didn’t want it to be through me,” you explained and got into your car.

“You always were the cautious one, Penguin.” You rolled your eyes at the nickname. Your mom had a thing for birds apparently, Shawn was Goose and you were Penguin.

“Shawn and I have been great recently and I don’t wanna ruin that. I’m choosing to stay out of any situation that could hinder our relationship.”

“How are you and your dad?”

“We’re good too. He’s been very happy to have me back in town. We’re trying to figure out weekly or bi-weekly family dinners with Shawn and Gus,” you kept talking to your mom as you started driving your car, heading to your house.

“And how is Guster?”

“He’s a pharmaceutical salesman now, and he’s quite good at him. He and Shawn run a small business together but I’ll let them tell you more about that.”

“Their friendship has always been one I admired,” you could hear your mom smiling over the phone, she did love her kids, all three of you.

“Where are you calling from Mom? I didn’t expect to hear from you until you were back in the States.”

“I am back in the States,” she said and you felt your heart drop.

“Well, Mom, why didn’t you email me or something and let me know you were coming back home? I told you I’d meet you in Colorado for a catch-up.”

“Well, Penguin, I didn’t want to interrupt your life in California. I knew you would be popular not only with your brother and father but with others in the area. How’s your love life?”

“Mom!”

“I’m kidding Penguin, I’m kidding. I mean I know I’m right but you can tell me all about it when I see you on Saturday.”

“What?”

“Yeah, I’m coming to California. Your father didn’t tell you?”

“I’m guessing he assumed you would tell me. You and I have a different relationship than the one you have with Shawn.”

“Well your father and I were planning to get dinner on Saturday night with you and your brother,” your mom explained and you sighed deeply. “What’s wrong?”

“I can’t do dinner, unfortunately. I can get breakfast on Sunday though.”

“Why can’t you do Saturday?”

“Well, going back to my love life, I have a date on Saturday night. Normally I would move it but it’s with a detective and you of all people know how crazy their schedules can be.”

“How exciting!” Your mom exclaimed.

“Yeah, apparently it's in the Spencer blood to fall in love with a detective.”

“You’re in love??”

“No- Mom! I was making a joke because Shawn has the hots for a different detective. Don’t you dare tell him I told you that!”

“I won’t Penguin, the secret is safe with me.”

“Why are you coming to California anyway?”

“For work, I’m doing psych evals on current and new personnel in law enforcement.”

“For how long?”

“A couple of weeks, I’ll be going around the state but home base will be in Santa Barbara.”

“At least we’ll have plenty of time to catch up,” you said and you pulled into your driveway, parking your car and turning it off.

“Well, I look forward to seeing you, Penguin.”

“Me too, mom. I’ll see you soon. Love you.”

“And I love you,” your mom said and you smiled as you hung up the phone call. You had decided to let your dad tell Shawn that your mom was coming into town. Especially since you weren’t gonna be able to make it to the Saturday night dinner.

~Your worst inhibitions~

You waited for a phone call all Sunday. Trying your best to not worry about Shawn and Gus. It was odd that neither of them had called you yet. You finally decided just to go to Psych and see if they were there. When you walked in, you saw Gus sitting at his desk and Shawn was writing on the clear whiteboard they had. “What the hell guys?” you asked as you walked into the room. They both looked happy to see you as if nothing had happened.

“(Y/n)!” Shawn exclaimed and held his arms out to you for a hug.

“No, you don’t get a hug. I expected to hear from you guys, letting me know where to meet you!”

“Oh yeah, Gus’s phone died and I dropped mine.”

“Gus, you don’t have a personal phone?”

“No. My work phone is all I have.”

“Ridiculous,” you mumbled and sat on Shawn’s desk. “Well, tell me what I missed.”

“We found the security guard, dead in a fridge at the musem.”

“Lassiter exhumed a body,” Gus added and your jaw dropped.

“He did what?” “He exhumed the body of that Wyles guy. Something to do with an inconclusive autopsy.”

“Okay…”

“Oh, and the security guard was strangled to death. But they couldn’t get fingerprints off of his neck because the hands were wrapped in cloth,” Shawn explained.

“And Juliet told us that the fibers weren’t from here. In fact, they were from another country, and they were old.”

“So the mummy actually killed someone?”

“That’s the leading theory we’ve got right now. And now we’re working backward.”

“Show me what you’ve got,” you said and Shawn explained everything that happened involving the mummy. After he explained that the mummy did not have any incidents at the other museums, it was clear that this museum was the problem.

“We have to go back to the museum,” Shawn mumbled and started to gather his belongings.

~Gonna Psych you out in the end~

“This is as close as I get to the museum, Shawn,” Gus said and planted his feet on the ground.

“Wow, this place really messed you two up,” you mumbled and looked at Gus. Right as Shawn was about to take some steps forward a man in a wheelchair came out from behind the boxes in the loading bay. He was frowning at all of you and you had to try your best not to frown back at him.

“My name is Shawn Spencer, I’m working with Sophie and the museum. These are my partners, Paddy Simcox and Tiny Dancer,” you and Gus both looked at Shawn before turning your attention to the man in front of you. He looked confused at your names and Shawn continued to talk to the man. “We’re wondering if you have any documentation on the arrival of the rock’em sock’em mummy.”

“Rahmentottem,” You corrected.

“Or any instances of things exploding for no apparent reason?” Gus added to the question and your brows furrowed.

“I don’t know nothing, and I don’t think you guys should be in here,” the man said, his snark clearing dripping from his tone. Gus started to leave and you stopped him before he could get very far.

“Maybe I should tell Sophie that you’re not being very helpful,” Shawn threatened and the man gave up more information.

“Listen, all I have security access for is this room.”

“Well, then let us know what happens here, man!” Shawn exclaimed, his voice coming out whiney.

“Fine,” the man gives in a little bit, very obviously annoyed with your presence. “The thing shows up, a museum rep comes and does an inspection, and then we put it out on the floor,” the man explained and Shawn spun around and discovered something.

“Dude,” he said and hit Gus’s arm. “It's a tripod, I told you that was a tripod,” he said and started jogging towards the tripod he had spotted in the grass. Gus started off after Shawn and you sighed in defeat. You muttered a thank you to the man and ran after your brother. You noticed at this point someone in a bright orange jacket running away from Shawn and Gus. You decided to run around the shrubbery, running to a parking lot. You spotted a car right next to the grass where the person in orange would have been going towards. You walked up to it and leaned against the car, smirking as the person in orange ran to the car but stopped when they saw you. Gus and Shawn ran up, close behind the person in orange.

“I’m sorry!” she looked at you and looked back at your brother and Gus. Gus gave you a look of bewilderment, wondering how you got here so fast. “I know I promised not to shoot there anymore and I know you guys said you’d call the cops, but I only need one more night for my project to be done.”

“Your project?” Gus questioned.

“My film project! Aren’t you guys with the…”

“Yes we are,” Shawn finished her sentence.

“With who?”

“Whoever you think we are.”

“The museum?”

“Yes. Exactly. And you’re a film student?”

“Yes, working on the night cycle,” she said and she smiled a bit, “It's my thesis. It's just the lifecycle of a wildflower at the top of the hill.”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” Shawn interrupted her, “the name of your film is Night Cycle?”

“What’s wrong with that?” Gus asked.

“Well, it's kind of boring. Unless it’s about a motorcycle that comes to life at night and solves crime and does sweet wheelies.”

“I’d watch that,” you added and nodded with Shawn.

“Listen, the girl said to try and get back on topic. “I already told the other guy that you can hardly see the museum in the background.” You stood up straight and stared at her.

“You have footage of the museum?”

“Yeah, but it won’t infringe on anyone's copyright, I can guarantee it.” You looked at Shawn and he looked at you with a knowing look.

“Do you have stuff from Tuesday night?” Shawn asked.

“Yeah, but not on me,” she and you looked at Shawn and Gus, all nodding.

“We need to see that footage.”

~I know, you know~

You all sat around the computer screen as the girl pulled up all her footage. She pulled her hair out of her hat and Shawn and Gus immediately started to pay closer attention to her. You rolled your eyes and your phone started ringing. You looked at it and saw it was Carlton. You stood up and walked into the hallway, leaning against the doorframe so you could still hear and see what Shawn and Gus were looking at. “Hello?” you answered casually, even though you were excited he was calling.

“Hi, (Y/n). It's Carlton.”

“What a welcome surprise.”

“I know, sorry to call you at such a random hour.”

“Not a problem, Detective. Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, I just wanted to know if you’d be available for breakfast tomorrow,” you smiled and thought about your day tomorrow.

“I can, but it’d have to be pretty early. My first client tomorrow comes in at 9 AM.”

“I can make that work,” Carlton sounded happy over the phone. You smiled when suddenly Gus came charging into you, pushing you out of the way. You gasped at the impact and frowned at him. You glazed back at the computer and saw it. The mummy walking out of the museum.

“I’m sorry Carlton, I have to go,” you said, your words leaving you slowly. “I’ll call you back in a little bit,” you said and hung up the phone before Carlton even had a chance to say goodbye.

“Gus?” Shawn asked as you walked back to your brother.

“He just ran past me. I can’t believe it,” you said astonished. The girl flipped to the next picture and you noticed the taillights of the van were on. “Shawn look,” you pointed.

“Good spot, (Y/n),” your brother said and the girl moved to the next frame. The van was gone.

“Dude, he took that van!”

“A 3,000-year-old mummy knows how to drive?” You asked sarcastically.

“We know how he got away now,” Shawn countered and you shrugged.

“Great, now we've got a mummy on the loose,” Gus sighed. “We need to call the police.”

“Not yet,” Shawn said and looked at the pictures as the girl cycled through them. “I know that van.”

“You know where it is?” Gus asked.

“Unless it's moved in the last two hours, I do,” Shawn said and ran out of the room, you and Gus quickly followed.

When you guys got back to the museum, the van was there. You were in the back of Gus’s blueberry and Shawn didn’t move his seat up for you to get out. You let out an exasperated sigh but soon the men got back in the car. You saw the van take off and Gus started turning the vehicle around. After the third time of him backing up and pulling forward you sighed. “What is this? Austin Powers?!?”

“Dude, they’re not even gonna be in California by the time you're done!” Shawn exclaimed. Shawn and Gus started arguing. Finally, Gus figured it out and you all took off after the van. It was driving down a county road, one you had never been down before. Suddenly the van made a crazy sharp turn and almost flipped.

“Holy crap,” you whispered and Gus slowed down, parking where the van went off the road. You looked out the windshield and saw the van was crashed into a tree.

“Come on,” Shawn said and started to get out of the car.

“I’m not going out there!” Gus exclaimed and you started to slip into the passenger seat so you could get out of the car.

“Gus, whoever’s down there hit a tree, they're incapacitated, they’re not moving.”

“They might need help, Gus,” you offered. Your voice was small, not expecting this night to go this way at all.

“Alright fine,” Gus huffed and looked at Shawn. “I’m bringing my bat,” Gus said and went to his trunk to get the bat he had. You checked the car for a flashlight and found two. You and Shawn both took a flashlight as you three slowly approached the van. Your heart was pounding, and your steps were light. You shined your flashlight on the driver’s side mirror, hoping to blind any assailant that may be in there. “Guys…I think…” Gus started and trailed off. “I think this may be the most terrifying moment of my life.”

“You’re confronting it head-on. So proud of you, buddy,” Shawn whispered and stopped when he heard rustling from beyond the car. He shined his flashlight out there but you couldn’t see anything. “I think I just saw someone running away in the woods…”

“The door is cracked,” you whispered and pointed at it.

“I don’t think anyone is here,” Shawn said and the two men approached the door more rapidly.

“How sure are you?”

“Farily to pretty damn,” Shawn said and Gus sighed, spinning in a 360 to check his surroundings. You approached the driver's door and shined your flashlight in the window. You screamed and Gus turned around to find himself face to face with a mummy. You grabbed Gus and shoved your face into his chest.

“Shawn?” Gus trailed off and out of the corner of his eye, he could see his best friend high tailing it back to the car. He frowned and put his arm around you. He walked you back to the car and you all got the situation.

“That was a real mummy,” you mumbled and wrapped your arms around yourself.

“We’ll drop you off at the office, (Y/n),” Gus said and you whispered a ‘thank you’. You needed to get to your house anyway and prepare for tomorrow. It was Monday after all.

The drive to the office was quiet. Shawn had told Gus that once you were dropped off they needed to go to the police department right away. “Thanks, guys,” you said and got out of the car and walked towards yours.

“We’ll call you tomorrow, (Y/n),” Shawn said and gave you a smile. You nodded and waved at the two men and hopped into your car. Speaking of tomorrow, you needed to call Lassiter back. Before you called him, you looked at your schedule for tomorrow and noticed you had about a three-hour lunch, mainly because you didn’t have any clients booked for that time, but that would be a better time for you and Carlton to meet. You dialed his number and it rang for a while before he finally picked up.

“Lassiter,” his voice was stern and tired, you could tell he had been working all day.

“Hi Carlton, it’s me.”

“Oh, (Y/n). Sorry, I didn’t look who was calling before I answered.”

“No need to apologize I’m sure you’re busy. Sorry about hanging up on you so fast, something happened that needed my full attention.”

“Not a problem, I know you have your own life.”

“Well, I was just calling to ask if you’d rather get lunch tomorrow. It’ll give us more time than breakfast. I’m available from noon to three.”

“I can do that,” he agreed and you smiled. “I may not be able to enjoy the full three hours, even with this late shift I’ll have a lot to work on regarding this case.”

“I’m just glad I can get some time with you,” you smiled and you heard Carlton laugh.

“Yeah, I can’t promise that my schedule with always be this forgiving.”

“Trust me, I know. I’m counting myself lucky already. My dad and mom were always struggling to find good date nights.”

“Well I-” you heard Carlton start and then you heard his name called. You could hear voices but you couldn’t tell what they were saying. “Yeah, I’ll be right there,” Carlton said and turned his attention back to you. “(Y/n), I’m sorry.”

“Go save the world, hero, I’ll call you tomorrow and figure out where we can meet up,” you said and Carlton laughed.

“I look forward to it, see you tomorrow, (Y/n).”

“Have a good night, Carlton,” you said and hung up the phone. You took a deep breath and started your car. Tonight may have been scary but you have a bright tomorrow to look forward to.

Chapter 5.

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Taglist:

.@capitanostella

#burton guster #carlton lassiter #carlton lassiter smut #carlton lassiter x female reader smut #carlton lassiter x reader smut #carlton lassiter x reader #psych tv #shawn spencer #carlton lassiter x female reader #henry spencer #psych

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ao3feed-shassie · 6 years ago

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In Which Lassiter’s Heart Grows Three Sizes

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2Fs57FI

by misato

“Shawn,” he hissed. “Shh. You’re drunk.” “And I saw your Grindr profile,” Shawn argued, and then a distracted smile melted onto his face. “You called me Shawn.” “What? I don’t have a--” “The powers that be call bullshit. I’d recognize that chest hair anywhere.”

Words: 1625, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Psych

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Shawn Spencer, Carlton Lassiter, Juliet O'Hara, Burton 'Gus' Guster

Relationships: Carlton Lassiter/Shawn Spencer

Additional Tags: Christmas Fluff, Christmas Party, Fluff, Drinking, Eventual Smut, Banter, Humor, I think I'm funny

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2Fs57FI

#shassie #psych usa #psych #shawn spencer #ao3feed #ifttt

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multi-fandom-imagine · 7 years ago

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||Master List Of My Writings||

here is a list of all my drabbles & one-shots....figured that I should finally do something like this.

Will also be doing a master list for the Head Cannons & preferences.

One-Shots

Make Me Feel Good || Aaron Hotchner- Criminal Minds ||-- {Smut}

You Belong To Me || Owen Grady- Jurassic World. ||-- {Smut}

Show Me Your Teeth || Owen Grady- Jurassic World ||.-- {Smut}

Hope That I’m Dreaming || Peter Quill- Marvel || - Part one-

You Don’t Have To Try || Andy Dwyer- Parks & Recs ||.

Hold Me Now || Owen Grady- Jurassic World ||. {Smut}

Pregnant at Jurassic World || Owen Grady ||.

Lovin In The Forest || Wendigo Josh Washington- Until Dawn ||. {Smut}

A little Fun In The Workshop. || Finn- Need For Speed ||. {Smut}

First Time For anything. || Elliot- Mr.Robot ||

Learning How || Elliot- Mr. Robot ||. {Smut}

Come Wake Me Up || Peter Quill- Marvel ||.{Smut} -Part two of Hope that i'm dreaming

Love In The Mountains || Josh Washington- Until Dawn|| {Smut}

When You Got A Good Thing || Carlton Lassiter- Psych ||.

Bang Bang || Jacob Frye- AC Syndicate || {Smut}

Fierce Moon || Jacob Frye- AC Syndicate ||.

Holding Hands || Stanford Pines- Gravity Falls||.

Fuzzy Cuffs || Richard “Dick” Grayson- DC ||. {Smut}

Marry Me || Jacob Frye- AC Syndicate ||. {Smut}

In The Dragons Nest || Hanzo Shimada- Overwatch || {Smut}

Drabbles & Imagines

Imagine sharing a bath with Chris ||Chris- Until Dawn ||- {Smut}.

Imagine going up to the cabin with Mike, then giving him a strip tease. || Mike Munroe- Until Dawn ||- {Smut}.

Head Over Feet || Mike Munroe- Until Dawn ||.

Imagine being Mike’s GF and giving him a blow Job on the lift || Mike Munroe- Until Dawn|| {Smut}.

Hot Coco & Cuddles || Mike Munroe- Until Dawn ||

Surprise For Markiplier || Markiplier- Youtuber ||

I did a pregnancy test. || Steve Rogers- Marvel ||

I bet it’s a girl./My dad is really excited to meet you soon, it’s driving me crazy. || Steve Rogers- Marvel ||.

Is it possible to love too much || Robb Stark- Game Of Thrones ||

Our kid is totally the one who wanted to build a pillow fort, not me. || Fox Mulder- X-files ||

Spare Some Change Please || Bucky Barnes- Marvel ||

I think I love you and I’m scared to death || James Wilson- House M.D ||

Wanna dance? & I did a pregnancy test || Steve Rogers- Marvel ||

Could you be happy here with me? || Lucifer Morningstar- DC ||

Are you drunk?//You can’t protect me//A boy needs his father. || Rick Grimes- Walking Dead ||

I did a pregnancy test || Robb Stark- Game Of Thrones||

Come Over Here And Make Me || Lucifer Morningstar- DC ||

Holding Hands || Stanford Pines- Gravity Falls||

First Kiss || SubZero- Mortal Kombat ||

Cuddles || Bigby Wolf- DC ||

I think Im in love with you and im terrified || Lucifer Morningstar- DC ||

Don’t you dare throw that snowba-, goddammit! || Mike Munroe- Until Dawn ||

First Date || Mike Munroe- Until Dawn ||

“Oh, my god! You’re in love with him!” || Kenshi- Mortal Kombat ||

Sneaking Kisses || Kaldur- DC ||

Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed? ||Kylo Ren- Star Wars ||

tall buff characters that are actually gentle giants || Bigby Wolf- DC ||

tall buff characters that are afraid of breaking their lovers || Shay Cormac- AC ||.

tall buff characters opening pickle jars || Jacob Frey- AC ||.

Tall buff characters || Joel- The Last Of Us ||

Christmas Morning || Bigby Wolf- DC ||

Soft Kisses & Gentle Touch || Bruce Wayne- DC ||

Christmas Sweaters || Matt Murdock- Marvel ||

Naked Cuddles || Stanford Pines- Gravity Falls ||

Caught || Rick Sanchez- Rick and Morty ||

Teddy Bear || Hunk- Voltron ||

Twins || Barry Allen- DC ||

A kiss || Kurt Wagner- Marvel ||

Nice Shirt || Bruce Wayne- DC ||

“I’m Sorry || Jon Snow- Game Of Thrones ||

Star Gazing || Clark Kent- DC ||

Flowers || Diana Prince- DC ||

I’m not going anywhere || James T. Kirk- Star Trek ||

First snow || Bigby Wolf- DC ||.

Kiss goodnight || Shiro- Voltron ||

Frozen Kiss || Sam Winchester- Supernatural ||

PB & banana sandwiches || Sam Winchester- Supernatural ||

Happy little kisses || Clark Kent- DC ||

Skeleton || Jason Todd- DC ||

Black Cat || Damian Wayne- DC ||

Caramel apple || Time Drake- DC ||

Laughter || Gabriel Reyes- Overwatch ||

Vampires || Sherlock Holmes- Sherlock BBC ||

jack-o-lanterns || John Constantine- DC ||

Bats || Jesse McCree- Overwatch ||

Vampire!Gabriel Reyes || Gabriel Reyes- Overwatch||

Goblins || Richard “Dick” Grayson- DC ||

Spider Webs || John Constantine- DC ||

The Five Senses… and a Sixth || John Constantine- DC ||

Hellloooo || Johnny Cage- Mortal Kombat ||

Morning Kisses || Bigby Wolf- DC ||

December 1st: Star || Owen Grady- Jurassic World ||

December 2nd: Hot Chocolate || Peter Quill- Marvel ||

December 3rd: Snow || Bigby Wolf- DC ||

December 4th: Candy Canes || Jim Hopper- Stranger Things ||

December 5th: Christmas Tree || Jim Hopper- Stranger Things ||

December 6th: Angle || Jim Hopper- Stranger Things ||

Dizzy Kiss || Héctor Rivera- Coco{Disney/Pixar} ||

Pop Rock Kiss || Tadashi Hamada- Big Hero 6{Disney} ||

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zaxal · 8 years ago

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3, 5, 10, 12, 13, 23, 33, 50 (sry I got carried away they are good questions feel free to skip some if u don't feel like talking that much)

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3. In your opinion, what’s your best fic?

ash and blood which i link every time i talk about it bc i spent three fuckin years working on it. it’s the first time i’ve really felt that my plot, worldbuilding, and characters were all cohesive, and there’s not much fat i would trim off or things i would heavily edit at this point. the stuff i’ve written since then has been good (imo) but it doesn’t fill me with the same sense of accomplishment.

5. Is there any fic that makes you super happy to reread and remember you wrote that?

almost all of my psychtober fics, undertow, ash and blood, we could be reborn. i’m a huge fan of my own work bc i tend to work with tropes i either like or want to unravel in a specific way. i cater to my own tastes lmao.

10. Have you ever written for a fandom without reading other fanfic for it?

sort of. back when i was a teenager and an asshole, i looked down on fanfiction despite writing some myself (i told myself it was different. it wasn’t.) but since i’ve like... participated in fandom, no. bc usually the first thing i do when i get through a piece of media i want to write for, i head out to read.

12. Have you ever written a fic and decided never to publish it? Why?

yeah bc it was bbclock and doctor who and those fandoms specifically were like... i liked them at the time, but i think i wanted to be involved in a big fandom and carve out my own space. my heart wasn’t in it the same way it was with psych which is when i like. really started writing. there’s some of that old stuff i like rereading, but i still don’t care for the source material the same way i do my true obsessions.

13. What’s the biggest change between your style when you started in fandom and today?

i’m not afraid to say dick, cock, cunt, pussy, etc. like maybe that’s not that big of a thing to other people but i Could Not do it when i first started writing bc i was a delicate flower. i got over that. like writing porn isn’t everything but it helps if you can use like actual words for fucking.

non-smut related, i think i’m leagues better when it comes to keeping the pace moving forward. idk if it shows in my oldest published shit (there’s a certain point i won’t go back and read bc i will be Compelled to update the fic to something better and i don’t have time to do that) but my momentum used to stall out a lot because i’d either get stuck in a scene i didn’t care about writing or i’d be too into something and get obsessed with what i was writing instead of thinking about the story from any outsider standpoint re: whether it was actually readable.

23. What’s the nicest review you’ve ever gotten?

honestly, any comment i’ve gotten that’s like, gone into detail about how i made someone feel a thing is in the ‘best’ tier, i can’t narrow it down further than that. anyone who has made me feel like my writing touched them, that they got into it -- that’s my reason for living.

33. Is there any particular character whose scenes always wind up being longer/more frequent than you expected? Does the quality hold up?

mmmm probably carlton j. lassiter. i’m compelled by him. i ID with him in a lot of ways, and i feel like i understand what he thinks, feels, what motivates him the most. that understanding ironically gives me more flexibility bc once you have a solid foundation, you know when you’re doing something wildly out of character. you can trust your gut a lot more.

so scenes with him usually end up running long especially if i have a character to play him off of that’s fun to write. i think it’s easy to get stuck in a banter loop especially when it’s him and shawn, and while it can be fun to write, you gotta know when to stop and get back to what the story’s about. that’s where the quality would lag behind.

50. Has writing fanfic had a significant impact on your life? Would you say it’s entirely positive?

it’s had a huge impact on my life. i went to college for writing, and while i got advice that helped me from that, fanfiction is where i can explore, tweak, see what works and what doesn’t in an environment that’s solely for fun and for free. i’ve been telling stories my entire life, but fanfiction is where i honed it into something usable. thanks to fanfiction, i’ve completed my first project that took years of on/off working to do, i’ve been able to learn how to maintain a tone and a style for a work for the years it’s taken to complete (s/o to my WIPs, i know they’re out there and need tending to). i’ve learned how to introduce side characters and how much the audience needs to know them w/o my obsession with them overtaking the main story.

there’s a lot i’ve learned that had to come through practice, and fanfiction is a great field to use.

i wouldn’t say it’s been entirely positive, if only because i’m super anxious about making the leap from fic to original work. because i’ve gotten comfortable using other people’s characters and interpreting events through their eyes, i worry that my own OCs won’t hold up or that i’ll fail at worldbuilding because i’m used to playing in sandboxes where so much is already built for me.

but that’s just a bump in the road i have to get over.

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